Let her leave

Reaching down, John grabbed hold of her top and tore a large gash in the fabric. He wiped the glistening sweat off his body with it, rolled the window down and threw it out the window. Her panties soon followed. He opened the door and shoved Doe out unceremoniously.

"Fine, then leave. But be at my doorstep at 8 pm tonight to start your new life. You will wear a collar with a leash and nothing else. You will ring the doorbell and get on your knees with your hands cupping your breasts, pulling at your nipples. The leash handle will be in your mouth. Is that clear?" John said casually.

Doe just nodded meekly like the broken fuckdoll John had turned her into. She had a long, dangerous walk ahead of her but no strength left and any man who wanted to forcefully take her would be able to. But her mind was not on that; it was on the new life she would soon be stuck living.

The car door slammed shut and John sped away. Putting on her tattered clothing, her legs feeling like jelly as cum seeped from her abused pussy into her panties, Doe began her long walk home.